Kira's POV"I am officially an orphan," I grit into my phone as I stormed into my apartment. "Today I disown my parents and will live a tulmumtous life."Stella scoffed on the other end. "Yeah right," "Can you believe them?!" I asked, kicking off my shoes in anger. "They betrothed me without my consent?! Who the hell does that, Stella?! It's the freakin 21st century, who on earth gets betrothed these days?"Stella chuckled, obvious enjoying my breakdown. "Girl, I always knew shit was wrong with your parents, I just didn't know it was this bad." Groaning, I flopped on the sofa in the living room, holding the phone pressed to my ear. Grabbing a handful of my golden blonde hair, I hissed through my teeth. "I still can't believe this! You can't believe this too right? Tell me you can't!" "Oh I believe it." My best friend snickered. "Your parents are bat shit crazy. Always knew that anyways. I suppose it's a good thing you're starting to see it."You're not helping Stella.She cackled

Kira's POVI checked through my phone for the one thousandth time before getting out of the car. It was an Audi, Dad had gotten me last year because I had aced an award in Data analytics. He had been so proud, I thought he was going to sleep with the award plague by his side every night. "No reply," i mumbled to myself. I hadn't gotten a word in reply from Xavier and with each step I took towards the house, I felt like a stupid person. What was I thinking sending pictures of me in my underwear to a man I didn't even know?! What of he thought I was disgusting? I had spent the day stalking his social media. Turns out he was a big deal. Hot CEO of a tech company with over 15 branches. He was one of America's most eligible bachelors. No wonder he thought I was a stalker. He probably got nudes sent to him every day. I stopped at the entrance, frowning when a box glared right up at me. A delivery? A gift? Probably an apology gift from my Dad. Mom would never apologize for trying

Kira's POV"Here's how this will work, baby girl," Xavier said, his voice low and raspy. It was past six in the morning. I had woken to his calls and I had never been so thrilled in my life. I could still remember last night. It played vividly in my head. His instructions, that voice, that deep low voice that made it so hard to say no to him. That made me want to do as he says. It was terrifying. After my orgasm, when he had ended the call, I'd fallen asleep thinking I had to tell him not to call me anymore. The hold he had on me was... Unsettling. I had been told what to do all my life, by my parents. I didn't want to put up with a man who told me what to do as well. Well here I was now, curled up on my bed, covered in just bed covers and panties with my phone pressed to my ear listening to his hypnotic voice. "You do as I say," He hummed. "And I'll do everything on your list." "Everything?" I asked. That would mean he wanted to meet physically. I wasnt sure I wa